Labeled
Feels like a good day for a rerun.
Enjoy !
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Long before Walgreens became the giant it is today, it was a corner store
& when it first came to my town, we would shop there for miscellaneous this and that’s.
Once in awhile, we’d purchase food at Walgreens but, not very often.
Food was bought at the grocery store.
This and that’s were bought at Walgreens.
At least it worked that way in my head
& I have absolutely no idea why but, whenever I was informed that a can of black olives was purchased at Walgreens, it would completely Gross. Me. Out.
I couldn’t eat them.
Nope.
I’d shut down.
Those olives would be the same, exact, popular name brand as the grocery store olives but, if I heard a Walgreens connection … ?
ICK.
It didn’t take my parents long to just stop telling me the olives were purchased at Walgreens
& poof !
Life was good again.
Certain siblings of mine felt the same way about pickles.
They loved Vlasic Pickles # 4
The folks, thinking of all the mouths they had to feed, preferred purchasing an off brand but, on occasion, would buy Vlasic # 4, to keep the peace
& I can’t say that I blame them.
Pretty sure they didn’t want a recurrence of the black olive drama.
One day, Mom and Dad decided to place the off brand pickles in a Vlasic # 4 pickle jar, just to see if anyone would notice.
They dubbed it the ‘Great Pickle Caper’
& it worked.
For weeks.
Those sleuthing parents of mine probably could have kept the pickle scam going forever but, decided to fess up instead
& when they did ?
Ewwwwww !!
Welcome back, Vlasic Pickle # 4.
My older brother dislikes Heineken Beer
& he makes no secret about it.
He has vocalized his distaste many, many times.
“I HATE HEINEKEN !!”
Very Loud.
Very Clear.
We get his point.
One day, some devious someone decided to fill a glass with beer and hand it to Big Brother
& yes, it was a Heineken.
But, since there was no bottle and no name the thirsty man just saw a nice, cold brew.
He very much enjoyed it.
He asked for another.
Now, besides showing the finickiness and trickiness of certain people I know, there is a reason behind today’s tales.
Labels.
Yep.
Labels.
Change my stories to three people named Olive, Pickles and Mr H
& now, I feel bad because my family and I become snobby meanies.
We labeled
& that changed everything.
Labels.
Powerful.
Attitude adjusting.
Opinionated.
Often helpful.
Sometimes hurtful.
Mind persuading, labels.
Seems they know a bit about finickiness and trickiness too.
🙂
